The Terror That Came To Amber

Chapter 4

Amber Alberta Canada, October 21st 2020 10:32 PM Southside Junkyard

The twelve foot chain link fence topped with razor wire shook hard but stood as the gate was struck by the immense impact, and the lock was destroyed as the car plowed into the junkyards entrance. Inside was a path between the mauled cars that they would have to travel on foot. "Cole grabbed the shotgun in the back. All the shells you can find too. We'll need them." Cole reached into the back seat and picked up an M3 shotgun with a tactical stock attached. There was a red box of shotgun shells spilled out next to it. The two creatures cried out in the distance. Cole couldn't see anything beyond the fence. He bent down, grabbed the rest of the shells and turned to Delton. "We've gotta get through this to get to the old treatment plant." "I know the way, my pal Vic owns the place. Showed me how to get through that maze of scrap. He specifically arranged it to trap people who break in looking for car parts." Delton spoke weakly as he reloaded his revolver "so you're saying he could be here?" "it's possible. But we have to hurry. If those things are on us, we wanna bring them to that building and trap them, maybe kill them if we're lucky. Use that grenade. Amber's small but it's not small enough that we can just have a shootout with those things and not have a civilian get hurt, least of all chucking a damn grenade." Delton opened his door and was clutching his wound as he readied his revolver with his free, but bloody hand.

Cole got out holding the shotgun with his pistol loaded and holstered. The grenade in a pouch on his belt with several of the shotgun shells. "Cole this way!" Delton was limping towards what looked like a path walled with scrapped vehicles. Cole ran towards him and he turned a corner. "Keep up, Vic made this place a maze to fuck with robbers." "should we try and find him?" Cole asked, chasing after the quickly limping Delton. The question made Delton stop. "First we gotta get through this, it ain't far. We get Vic and head to the treatment plant to help try and kill . It's a straight shot from Vic's place." Delton turned a corner and the two were met with two paths one going straight and one left. The scrap cars had been meticulously stacked with a massive crane that loomed overhead in the night sky, cutting through the full moon. "This way." Delton said holding his gun shakily out in front of him as he turned left down the maze of scrap. The police car's alarm suddenly triggered in the distance behind them. Followed by a loud inhuman howl that pierced the air."Shit. Come on. We've got a little ways to go. Delton sped up limping and making pained grunts every couple steps, slowing down and leaning on the scrap to catch his breath. "Are you gonna be alright?" Delton let out a chuckle and quickly resumed his pace catching up to Cole as he held his wound. "I'll be fine Cole. I've survived worse than this, keep moving." Delton spoke as though he was trying not to think about his injuries. The two came to another intersection. This one had three paths laid out to their left, right, and ahead of them. Delton stopped for a moment before walking straight and taking the path directly ahead of them. "You sure that's the way?" "I'm positive."

An intensely loud howl sounded from around the corner they just turned. "Agghh!" Delton yelled grabbing his wound as pain throbbed in his body from the immense incision like slash made near his lower intestines though miraculously his organs were still intact. Something collided with one of the cars around the corner. Delton didn't look back and pushed through the pain, running while clutching his wound. Up ahead and right around the next turn was Vic's trailer, he didn't forget. "Come on!" Delton yelled as he reached the turn with Cole close behind. They weren't alone either. "Delton get down!" Delton ducked as fast as he could. It sounded like a massive cannon ball struck the metal directly behind where his head would've been and then let out a horrible noise before landing right in front of Delton snarling with yellow eyes that burned into his brain. The creature let out another horrible howl and Delton stepped back raising his revolver. Bang!K-Chk! Bang!K-Chk! Bang!K-Chk! Bang!K-Chk! Cole emptied the shotgun into the creature whose head was now just a bloody neck stump and most of its torso had been riddled with buckshot as it's body twitched on the ground. Delton lowered his gun. "Is it dead?" He asked, breathing heavily. "Jesus Christ what is it doing?" Cole asked, poking it with the shotgun. The bone sticking out of the creature's neck was bubbling with some sort of grey fluid and hardening and self replicating, the liquid was reforming the bone! Soon within a minute the bubbling stinking liquid had expanded enough to regenerate most of the creature's skull. "Come on hurry damn it!" Delton yelled to Cole, now doubting his plan altogether and had no idea what else they could do besides continue, maybe blow them apart so they can't regenerate. Cole turned the corner past the creature's body which was twitching and making unnatural noises. Up ahead Cole Saw a clearing and a dirty silver Trailer with a light on parked at the bottom of a fenced in hill. To the right of that was a dirt road leading towards a large dark building in the distance, the dirt road appeared to drift down into a small valley where a hundred feet away was the fairly small water treatment plant. Around the size of a small elementary school with a few towers. Though it could barely be seen.